Although he himself is not really the king here, Gray is still very unhappy with Alexander's robber-like rhetoric. Yours is yours, others's is the world's? Isn't this nonsense?

"In fact, it is, if it is not, then who should you say that the bigger world outside is? I remember you said that there are many countries outside the storm. Will your country not occupy a piece of land? Or does the land of your country belong to everyone?" Grey sneered.

"Of course not, every country has its own territory, but..."

"Is my Stone Fort Kingdom not a country, or do you want to invade my country?" Grey interrupted.

"I don't, but a person obviously cannot establish a country. No matter who it is, it is impossible, because you cannot be both a king, a minister, or a civilian!" Alexander said, very sure that there is no one else on this island. Regardless of whether the king has really slept for hundreds of years, he can only be alone and he is not afraid.

Grey looked at him calmly and said, "You seem to have misunderstood something. It's not because I am the king of the Stone Fort Kingdom, I am the master of this land, but because I am the master of this land, I am the king."

Gray regretted that he had said the country too early, otherwise it would have been more convincing to say the name Atlantis now.

"How do you prove that you are the master of this land? Could it be that God said?" Alexander laughed. What is there to be afraid of in a man's kingdom? He really saw too much and thought too much, but was scared by a little ghost. If there were really any gods in this world, how could there be only a ruin left in that kingdom?

"I think you are provoking me and blaspheming my god!" Grey looked bad and clenched his fists with both hands, as if he was ready to punch this hateful old guy at any time.

"You can understand this way. I love peace and adventure, but when I am treated rudely or my life is threatened, I don't mind protecting myself with my fists!" Alexander finally took out the short knife hidden behind me and said confidently.

Obviously, he is still very confident in his martial arts. After all, he can travel to so many dangerous places and he will be finished without any effort. In his opinion, no matter how powerful a young man like Gray is, he will be like that, not to mention that he has weapons in his hands, so what is there to be afraid of?

"So, come on, old guy, I will tell you who is the real master of this land. If I lose, I will allow you to live on this land. If you lose, you will be my slave!" Grey said seriously.

Alexander glanced at him deeply before saying, "Can we use weapons?"

Gray secretly cursed that he was indeed a cunning old guy, but he smiled on his face: "Of course, weapons are also part of their strength, I never deny this!"

"Okay, I promise you!"

"I will definitely abide by the agreement in the name of the gods!" Gray solemnly made a strange ritual action he had just invented.

Alexander nodded and said the same.

"Very good, but as an upright and noble king, I will not take advantage of you, so I will not use weapons!" Gray nodded and said.

"You have noble qualities!" Alexander was in awe of awe, but his hand was not slow at all, and he stabbed Gray in the chest.

Grey sideways and reaches out to grab the back of the short knife that is stabbing. Seeing that Alexander can no longer move the knife with force, he grinned with a sunny smile, "It seems that you don't understand the greatness of the king yet!"

Then, in Alexander's incredible eyes, he grabbed the short knife into four finger-shaped holes bit by bit.

Alexander has not given up yet. He is an adventurer. How could he give up hope because of a mere small setback?

He decisively threw away the short knife and punched Gray in the chest.

"Tight!" Grey glanced at him calmly and encouraged him. He was too lazy to hide. This force was probably the same as the force you had when you patted your chest and others guaranteed it. You could feel some strength, but it didn't hurt at all.

After encouraging him, Gray took the short knife indifferently and used his fingers to flatten the finger hole he had just grabbed out bit by bit. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not restore it to its previous appearance in the end. The short knife was full of potholes.

"That's it, it's barely useful!" Gray nodded. He didn't intend to expose the space of his backpack for the time being, so this short knife is his next tool for life.

After putting away the short knife, Gray looked at the panting Alexander. The old man beat him for a long time, and now he was very tired.

The main reason is that Gray's attitude is too arrogant. He takes away your weapons and as long as you use a fist, I will hit you as you want.

This was so annoying that Alexander unknowingly used all his strength, but using all his strength only made Gray feel a little painful, and he couldn't stop him from trimming his tools.

"Then, it's time for me to take action!" Gray said softly.

Say hello before starting and be a good kid who is polite and civilized.

"Wait, I admit it..." Alexander had not broken the defense for a long time. When he saw Gray was about to fight back, he immediately admitted defeat.

However, before he could finish his words, a fist as big as a sandbag fell from the sky and fell on his face.

Alexander felt that his old bones were about to scatter, and the face on the left on his head was no longer his own, and he could not feel its existence at all.

"Are you okay?" Gray walked over and asked, looking at Alexander who was lying on the ground and was ignorant of life and death.

He was very cautious in his actions and would not really hurt his life, but his old face must be cultivated for a while before he could return to normal.

Alexander opened his eyes a crack, but closed it tightly, pretending to be dead!

After decades of adventure, he thought he was also a little forceful. If anyone traveled around the world, he would not give him some face and call him Master An, but he was taught here by an island native to be a human being and wanted to be a slave!

Disgrace!

despair!

Not alive anymore!

"Hey, are you really okay?" Gray patted his old face, making Alexander, who was pretending to be dead, feel upset, but he still didn't open his eyes.

No matter what, I have fainted now. You can leave quickly. Don’t worry about me, this old man, the old man won’t blame you.

"Oh, it seems that I took too much action and beat you to death!" Gray sighed.

That's right, you beat me to death, go quickly, or I will take revenge on you after I become a dead soul.

"You lost to me on a bet, and I am also my slave. Although the slave cannot return to God's arms, seeing that you are so pitiful, I will make an exception and let you return to the God of the Sea!" Gray said regretfully, "I hope the God of the Sea can send your soul back to your hometown."

Gray said, grabbing Alexander's feet and walking towards the lake, "The water from this lake will eventually flow into the sea. Now I can't send you to the seaside to be buried. I'm sorry for you!"

"Of course, if you are not interested in sea burial..."

That's right, I'm not interested in sea burial, so let me rush to the wilderness and get out of here quickly.

"Then I can also hold a cremation for you, so that you can return to the embrace of the God of Fire, and then bury the wind, and return to the embrace of the God of Storm!"

Simply put, it is to crush the bones and raise the ashes!
Chapter completed!